The night time is calling.... winding through the trees
Darkness breath to my ear..... what is haunting me?
The wise owl hoots a way.... round a crooked bend
Something crawls down my spine... as old as wicked sin
The night time is calling.... winding through the trees
Darkness breath to my ear.... what is haunting me?

Like Dracula's cloak... a silence floats... Crawling in the black night air
Mystic rush from my lips.... what is haunting me?
My hand stretched out to test the fear... This should I dare?
Deepest fog clutch my senses.... Such a strange nightly air
The night time is calling..... winding through the trees
Darkness breath to my ear.... what is haunting me?

Each illusion spinning round.... sounds inside sounds
Spinning on for--e---ver mooore
Hallucinations have their place..... not where to haunt the mind
This darkness breath to my ear... what is haunting me?

The night time is calling.... winding through the trees
Darkness breath to my ear what is haunting me?
The wise owl hoots a way.... round a crooked bend
Something crawls down my spine.... as old as wicked sin
The night time is calling.... winding through the trees
Darkness breath to my ear... what is haunting me?